Catch Me Up

That did cross my mind, but I was smoking at the time. (Ah you did see that in Tub Party yes?)

LOL

Didn't seem to be you smoking wasn't in your mouth at the time as I recall........ do you smoke after intercourse? I don't know I've never looked ........ I know groannnnnn perhaps you just smoulder
 
hmmmm...........who am i? a continous question of the universe.
ivan,
father of 2, husband, crazy, pothead, poet (sort of), thoughtful, understanding, responsible (i pay my bills), bartender, psychologist (i should write a disertation on bartender views of life), lover, a gentle master, considerate, protective but not jealous , gardener, free thinker, hunter, artist, pro-freedom but protect the innocent at all costs, archer, romantic, friend, brother, and a bit insane.
i think that about covers it, i'll let you know if it changes. probably tomorrow............(smirks)


edit: oh , and according to my wife, a recovering asshole.
 
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I am shy slave and I usually hang out further down the hall in the BDSM forums, but have ventured into the 'GB' and 'How Too' forums in the past.

I confess I don't go outside of the BDSM forums too often, mainly because they have most of us chained in there, sad thing is we like that.

I have been writing stories and poems for as long as I can remember, I love books and poetry, but it has only been recently I have felt it is the right time to share it.

Much of the stuff I write is pure rubbish, and ends up being read, re-read and deleted.

I used to write stories for my ex, but he wasn't a man interested in poetry.

I have a love of Robert Burns and Robert Louis Stephenson poetry (as I have a love of Scots history and Robert Burns, guess what my eldest son was called:rolleyes:).

So,Hi all, that's me :)
 
Hello there and welcome I am Annie the mad blonde from England there's a chap with ropes frequents the Bistro and I bet you've aleady met him!
 
I am shy slave and I usually hang out further down the hall in the BDSM forums, but have ventured into the 'GB' and 'How Too' forums in the past.

I confess I don't go outside of the BDSM forums too often, mainly because they have most of us chained in there, sad thing is we like that.

I have been writing stories and poems for as long as I can remember, I love books and poetry, but it has only been recently I have felt it is the right time to share it.

Much of the stuff I write is pure rubbish, and ends up being read, re-read and deleted.

I used to write stories for my ex, but he wasn't a man interested in poetry.

I have a love of Robert Burns and Robert Louis Stephenson poetry (as I have a love of Scots history and Robert Burns, guess what my eldest son was called:rolleyes:).

So,Hi all, that's me :)

HA! You must not have read some of the crap that I am capable of producing! :eek:

That's why I love it here. I write crappy poetry and the GOOD poets help me make it better! :heart:

I mean, hell, you're a BSDM slave - you'll get off on being told that your poem sucks! :caning:

Damn, you can't lose, girl! :D
 
I am shy slave and I usually hang out further down the hall in the BDSM forums, but have ventured into the 'GB' and 'How Too' forums in the past.

I confess I don't go outside of the BDSM forums too often, mainly because they have most of us chained in there, sad thing is we like that.

I have been writing stories and poems for as long as I can remember, I love books and poetry, but it has only been recently I have felt it is the right time to share it.

Much of the stuff I write is pure rubbish, and ends up being read, re-read and deleted.

I used to write stories for my ex, but he wasn't a man interested in poetry.

I have a love of Robert Burns and Robert Louis Stephenson poetry (as I have a love of Scots history and Robert Burns, guess what my eldest son was called:rolleyes:).

So,Hi all, that's me :)

Welcome aboard.

Well apparently you haven't read any of the total CRAP I've put on here. I'm not that good, but you can always find advice and support here. Thats why they make places like this.

Scots are just great. What other nation do you know who got the idea to deepfry their candybars? "Nope, still not unhealthy enough. Deepfry it!"
......and I'm also a cardcarrying haggis fan.

Welcome Aboard, take a seat and enjoy the scenery and the company.
 
Your gizmo only trundles backwards n forwards but it's through him I got gnasher ... so thankyou
 
Your gizmo only trundles backwards n forwards but it's through him I got gnasher ... so thankyou
I clicked on your hamster a couple of days ago. I adopted a bunch of pets and placed them on an html page on my hard drive for my kids to play with. They're so cute!

okay, the kitty is mine.
 
Hello there and welcome I am Annie the mad blonde from England there's a chap with ropes frequents the Bistro and I bet you've aleady met him!

Hi Annie, There is a chap with rope around here, where?, where? If I write a poem about rope do you think he will he come out of hiding??

HA! You must not have read some of the crap that I am capable of producing! :eek:

That's why I love it here. I write crappy poetry and the GOOD poets help me make it better! :heart:

I mean, hell, you're a BSDM slave - you'll get off on being told that your poem sucks! :caning:

Damn, you can't lose, girl! :D

Been lurking here for a while, and I know your poems are not crap.

But your comment about being a BDSM slave, well, that made me laugh out loud!

Of course, now I will throwing out crap poetry all over the place just to be told it is terrible lol
Welcome aboard.

Well apparently you haven't read any of the total CRAP I've put on here. I'm not that good, but you can always find advice and support here. Thats why they make places like this.

Scots are just great. What other nation do you know who got the idea to deepfry their candybars? "Nope, still not unhealthy enough. Deepfry it!"
......and I'm also a cardcarrying haggis fan.

Welcome Aboard, take a seat and enjoy the scenery and the company.


Another person who doesn't write crap!

Yep, the Scots are great. I don't have the accent as I am hiding in England, it is my undercover role to slowly convert all english people that I meet to eating deep fried candy bars. I would convert the Welsh as well, but they are perverted enough...

Haggis, Oh Ode to Haggis....

I need to write more stuff, and be brave enough to post it.

Tomorrow, I will do it tomorrow....



:devil:
 
I'm betting you have already met Homburg but shuffle your chains over to the Bistro and tell 'em I sent you ....or praps don't tell 'em that !
 
I'm betting you have already met Homburg but shuffle your chains over to the Bistro and tell 'em I sent you ....or praps don't tell 'em that !

Ahh Homburg!

Jeez don't tell him or anyone from 'over there' I escaped!

He will make me go back and then refuse to tie me up!!

He is a Master of rope, that is for sure.

But I will happily tell him you sent me over lol

:)

Now if only there were some single male, rope fetishists who liked poetry in here..

I know, I know, I ask too much

*sigh*
 
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Your gizmo only trundles backwards n forwards but it's through him I got gnasher ... so thankyou

lol Well you're welcome *wonders what he did*

You can feed him strawberries too. We both love the sweet delights. ;)....and if you click on him you can tickle him til he rolls up and rolls away.
 
one of my most persistent and favorite fantasies was a map of the world pinned to the wall, and I'd step back from it, close my eyes, take up a dart and throw it at the map, and wherever the dart stuck, that's where I would go. Part of the pleasure would be the process of getting ready and the going there, just as much as getting and being there. I'd take a camera, pen and paper, and just hang out for a few weeks or months. Repeat. The fantasy is as appealing now as it ever was, but I had to settle for random travels not so literally geographic.
I love it all, have always loved it all, and it sometimes becomes a... hm, can't think of the word... you know what I mean... sometimes the indecision takes up such space and weight as to cause stretches of extensive idleness, which sometimes causes accompanying guilt, and other times no guilt at all. Sometimes I worry that, at 46, I've still not figured out what to do with my life, but other times, I think it's best this way, not knowing, because knowing would eliminate the joys of rambling randomness - although knowing and doing would probably pay better.

Thanks.
 
Well I can tell you that it is never too late.

One person we have in my class is a man who was a gasoline executive,but is now retired. He traveled quite a bit for his work and always loved it. Now that he is retired he still travels all the time. He has been to some amazing places and enjoys himself and always takes lots of pictures. He is also an avid rockhound and will quite often trael all over the country to go and dig for minerals and gems.

My point is he does more traveling and living now than he did when he was younger. Its never too late to get your tail out there and have fun.
 
Oh I do have plenty enough fun, if the geographic scope has lately shrunk. But you did get me thinking. I'd love to be a full time hobo. With adequate financial cushion. Walk*everywhere, no hurry, no agenda. Ahhh... the life that would be.

*mosey. That's a better word. Mosey. Mosey everywhere all the time. Ohhh.
 
Oh I do have plenty enough fun, if the geographic scope has lately shrunk. But you did get me thinking. I'd love to be a full time hobo. With adequate financial cushion. Walk*everywhere, no hurry, no agenda. Ahhh... the life that would be.

*mosey. That's a better word. Mosey. Mosey everywhere all the time. Ohhh.

LOL Well I'm sure it would be fun to "mosey", but I'd have no idea where I was going. I'd try for one place and end up a million miles away.

I think the best thing for most of us these days is to find where we REALLY want to go and keep that in mind while going on these other adventures and one day our dreams come true and we find ourselves in that place that has been calling to us for so long.
 
LOL Well I'm sure it would be fun to "mosey", but I'd have no idea where I was going. I'd try for one place and end up a million miles away.

I think the best thing for most of us these days is to find where we REALLY want to go and keep that in mind while going on these other adventures and one day our dreams come true and we find ourselves in that place that has been calling to us for so long.


Love that. Lots of precious goods in there. Many adventures.
 
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